Chapter 361 : This is Personal
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The high-speed sports car came to a screeching halt beside the sleek war jet, its engine still purring with energy. Das, left the keys in the ignition and swiftly ascended the metallic ladder leading up to the war jet's cockpit. The deafening roar of the jet engines filled the air as Red Rose, a highly skilled pilot, prepared for take-off.
As Das settled into the co-pilot seat, the jet's canopy sealed shut, encapsulating them in a high-tech, claustrophobic world of dials, screens, and controls. The hum of the jet's systems was music to his ears, a signal of the impending mission's intensity.
Red Rose glanced over at Das, concern etched on her face. "Do you really think it's okay? Eden can finish the job alone. You don't need to take it personally," she said in a calm yet empathetic tone, her gloved fingers expertly manipulating the controls.
Das took a deep breath, his fingers tapping anxiously on the armrest. "I know, Rose, but this mission is different. It's personal," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of determination. His gaze met Red Rose's, conveying the gravity of his emotions.
Red Rose nodded understandingly, her eyes never leaving the instrument panel as she guided the jet down the runway. "More than that, you need to consider the safety of the people inside the palace," she added, her voice unwavering, even as she accelerated the war jet to take-off speed.
The engine's roar intensified as the war jet hurtled down the runway, rapidly approaching the point of no return. They ascended into the sky, leaving Mumbai Airport behind in a blur of lights.
Das continued, his voice more assured now, "The palace is guarded by Shadow Clan spies, and I've also instructed Serena on what to do if the situation gets out of hand. I believe there's no immediate threat in Mumbai, as I've managed to negotiate a truce between both sides for the time being. Besides, we'll be back by tomorrow night."
Red Rose nodded, her concern easing slightly as she focused on piloting the war jet through the night sky. Her trust in Das was unwavering, and she knew he had thought everything through.
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Meanwhile, in a dimly lit room in Delhi, Natalia anxiously waited for Das's response. Her eyes were fixed on her phone, and when it finally rang, she picked up instantly, her voice filled with anticipation. "Das, what's the situation?" she asked, her tone a mixture of urgency and relief, knowing that Das had a plan in place.@@novelbin@@
Das glanced at the phone's display, showing Natalia's face, and smiled reassuringly. "Natalia, everything is under control. Call him now. Say you are willing and ask him to come to your room tonight. Do the sweet talking. I will take care of the rest." he replied, his voice calm and determined.
As Natalia listened to Das's instructions, her expression shifted from anticipation to nervousness. "Das, are you sure about this plan? Asking him to come alone in the dark, without alerting anyone... won't he suspect something?" She voiced her worries, a hint of doubt in her tone.
Das's face remained determined, his jaw clenched tightly. "Natalia, say that he offended you by speaking before your family and you are willing from the start. He won't doubt you; he's the young master of the Farus family. His pride blinds him. Trust me. I will take care of the rest.
This is personal, and I need to make him pay. " he affirmed, his eyes burning with a fierce resolve.
After a few more exchanged words, Natalia disconnected the call, still harbouring reservations about the plan. She couldn't help but wonder what Das had in mind and what risks it might entail.
Red Rose, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation, couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. "Das, what are you planning? Isn't it easier to take him out in his own army camp? We could surround them and rain bullets. It'd be a clean operation," she suggested, her gaze filled with doubt and uncertainty.
Das turned to Red Rose, his expression inscrutable. "Rose, this is something I need to handle personally. It's not just about eliminating a threat; it's about sending a message." he said, his voice carrying the weight of his determination.
Red Rose nodded reluctantly, her trust in Das unwavering, despite her doubts. As they continued on their mission, the tension in the war jet was palpable, a reflection of the complex web of emotions and motivations that drove their actions.
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As the night sky over Delhi concealed their presence, a gathering of more than three thousand mercenaries assembled in a hidden spot, their figures shrouded in the darkness. Each person was clad in sleek, bulletproof mercenary attire, equipped with an array of advanced weaponry that ranged from silent handguns to heavy artillery.
Their leader, a formidable woman, Eden, stood at the forefront, her presence commanding respect and loyalty.
Eden, the head of the Skull Organisation, known for her unmatched tactical expertise and unbreakable leadership. She had personally trained every member present, forging them into an elite force ready to carry out the mission at hand.
Before her, a large size monitor displayed the layout of the Aries family's base in Delhi. Eden, her eyes focused and her voice unwavering, explained the intricacies of their plan to her loyal subordinates. Her laser pointer darted across the screen, indicating the positions of the soldiers surrounding the Aries family's army camp.
"Listen carefully, everyone," Eden declared, her words carrying a sense of urgency. "We have only fifteen minutes to fully annihilate the enemy and accomplish our mission. Our first priority is to shut down their communication network to prevent reinforcements or distress signals."
She continued to outline the plan, detailing the roles of various units and the timing of their actions. For the man she love, she is taking of every minute details in executing the plan.
Eden brought every advanced weapon and even chemical weapons to finish this mission perfectly without leaving any chance for the opponent. She took extra care in stopping the communication as Das instructed her.
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